ترانه:
Belly Baby S Arm

Slow down. Slow down. Arms too tired to take up. Baby takes up arms. Arms too tired to reach my face And break it. Baby tags along, along. Lips too wide

but I stay in the streets (Harmony baby) And I won't stop bringin that heat It's my dream (I said it's my dream) I said it's my dream... ooh [Verse 1

boys in a daze, on a Sunday nite I might brang me some Maze, maybe OJ's hoes be goin crazy, some say Im lazy wanna have my baby, aint gone get me locked

I'm hidden in the scream when the virgin dies And I'm the ache in the belly when your baby cries And I'm the burnin' sensation when the convict fries

hope, I don't fight with a punk tonight (C'mon) Let's all get high tonight Maybe nobody will die tonight (C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon) Let's all

my girl (My man) You're my girl (My man) You're my lady (My man) You're my baby When I was rockin' jelly and had a little belly Who would-a ever thought

ain't stylin' nigga) There he go, hoppin' out the G5 Wagon G-coated, Ree's, Baud's and Tee's swaggin' Runnin' game on ya bitch, ya boy's a pimp I need

for life, that's how spliff's living Throwing niggas in caskets, tired of a yellow ribbons I buck my duck if you touch my one Rather Jamaican than belly

from Trinidad, Tobago Mother was from Rio de Janeiro She said please don't think I'm crazy But I've been in love with you since the 80's Just [Incomprehensible] cansando baby